And they wonder...

...why I laugh when they complain about traffic back here!

From The Telegraph, via Drudge

Hello, World

Well, as you probably know by now, the election is over.

Yay.

Somewhere about the time of my last post, I burned out. I began to dread going to work - there, I got to listen to Rush, and my co-workers' thoughts and opinions. I love the people I work with, but conversations based on the crap fed to those who watch/listen the media are, I find, depressing.

Media Rules:

1. EVERYTHING is entertainment.
2. Everything is designed to get eyeballs and ears on the Product.
3. You are what the media sells in order to make money.
4. Follow the money - who pays the media?

It seems mostly that the rabble are being roused and the set loose, bumping into walls and veering off in a new direction like an old robot toy. But to do what? I found myself saying to they guys, "OK. I agree, X is horrible and terrible. What are You, personally, going to do about it? How are you going to take action to stop/change/fix X?"

Mostly, making friends with shoes happened.

So, anyway, now the really fun part - the actual governing of a highly divided citizenry. If you thought the yelling and screaming from the politicians, pundits, and media was bad before, "Wait for it." (Radar O'Reilly)

I shall sum up my feeling about it visually:

 

More, later.  (Maybe invest in popcorn futures...)